Rod Strong - Dealing in adultery

"Okay," she whispered. "Do it. Do it. I'll stay still."

So I took my weight off her, then parted her ass cheeks and brought the leather belt, now doubled, against her crack. She bucked as the cowhide stung her flesh, almost sobbing as I methodically lashed that tiny rosebud of flesh again and again. I got a little carried away and whipped her very hard though never once making her bleed. The ass puffed up and the flesh was a bright crimson, and I still wanted to whip her. So instead of risking the breaking of her ass skin, I flipped her over again on her back and made her part her thighs. Then I brought the doubled strap against her thighs, slashing at the white flesh repeatedly, watching the thighs, then the outer puffy cunt labia turn a brilliant shade of red.

I was wearing myself out, whipping the broad. But I was also getting hotter and hotter. The sight of that box reddening set me to burning, and when she drew her knees up to her chest in a futile gesture to stop me from using the belt on her belly, I flung it away and threw myself on top of her, after first removing my shirt. I grabbed her round, full fits and squeezed them both, chewing on the nipples together, biting down hard on them. My thick cock rubbed between her tormented thighs, burning into her punished flesh.

I saw her head turn toward the mirror, and noticed she could see the way my balls rubbed against her fiery twat. It reached her, and despite all the punishment she'd taken, or perhaps because of it, she grabbed at me and pulled my head down, biting my face and sucking on my lips.

Her beaten thighs slowly opened wide and my cock rubbed against the entrance, feeling heavy fluid oozing out of her slot. But it was a tight pussy, and try as my cock would, it couldn't enter by itself. It needed help. So I reached down with my hand and guided the throbbing head to the entrance of her female paradise. I got the puffed, purple head started between the tight, albeit sucking inner labia, then began pushing the rest of it into her. She cried out as the burning, pulsating flesh made deeper inroads, splitting the labial doors wide open, exposing the way the inner lips sucked tightly onto the stem like a hungering mouth. Reaching under her with both hands, I grabbed her burning, rounded ass, and pulled her toward me as I plunged my ramrod even deeper, finally fitting the entire length into her, though I'd had to do it a fraction of an inch at a time.

Ella twisted under me, her mind crying out at the way my thick cock sundered the walls of her feminine breech.

"Oh hell!" she muttered, "that thing is really in me deep. God, but it fills me."

And fill her it did. I could feel the tightness of her slobbering vagina as it held tightly to my plunging pole, trying now to pull it ever deeper, enjoying the way I filled her foam-lined interior with such solid pressure.

I was buried in her squeezing furnace-like cunt to the hilt. I leaned forward and kissed her lips again, and this time she plunged her tongue into my mouth, wanting to fill it the way my prong filled her heated hole. It was like being surrounded by a tight mattress the way her lower depths clung to my burning staff.

Her nipples were fully extended now, and I kissed them, feeling the way each throbbed as I sucked it into my mouth. Ella held my head against her body, wanting more than her nipples in my mouth, so I sucked in each entire tit, one at a time, letting my tongue roam over its whipped flesh while the back of my throat compressed around each nipple in turn. And as my mouth engulfed her tasty tits, my steaming cock continued plunging itself in and out of her gobbling pussy, its pink lips trying desperately to cling to it.

Throwing my shoulders against her body, one tit still down my throat, I reached under her body with both hands and cupped her two ass cheeks, squeezing them until she squirmed even harder against my straining cock. I rocked inside her with long, slow movements, letting my sliding prong touch every nerve in her distended cunt. Electric shocks seemed to sparkle through both of us. I knew she was as affected as I by the way she kept ramming her moon-shaped tit into my hungering throat again and again. The friction of my flesh-tearing cock in the maw of her urging pussy made us sizzle together, and I could feel the way lightning crackled in there. My finger returned to her ass crack as my hands held her ass split wide open. I delved deeply into her anus again, feeling her writhe all the more as the finger went right in, her clutching sphincter grabbing tightly to it.

The fierceness of the situation really got to me. I suddenly realized I was about to come, and though I wanted her to climax with me, I couldn't tell whether or not she was ready. Her torso shuddered and I could feel it rock in time with mine. Her blistering cunt rushed up to meet every thrust of my powering prick as it stabbed into the redness of her tight womanly snatch.

I bit hard into the tit filling my hungry mouth, chewing her nipple with my back teeth. At first it bothered her, then she once again shoved her breast against my face with the same ferocity she used to undulate her hips against my pounding cock. I chewed on the rubberiness of her luscious nipple, then pulled my head back, releasing most of her tit so I could lick on it. Then once again I bit on it, never once breaking the rhythm of my pulsating prong as it zipped back and forth inside her come-hungry tunnel.

Oh Jesus! It was really building. I pumped harder and faster now, speeding up my strokes, breathing very hard as I pulled my prong out to the head, then squished it right back down that slithery cushioned canal of hers, my finger in her ass matching the rhythm. The heat was broiling in my belly and I knew I couldn't hold the seed back any longer. I poured my wad into her boiling cunnus, releasing her ass and gripping her shoulders, digging my fingers into her flesh.

Ella pressed her body to mine, crushing her firm tits to my chest as she kissed my face and chewed on my earlobe. Her tongue probing into my ear caused the white gusher of cream inside me to pour out all the faster. Hot, thick, bursts of fluid jetted from my firing cock, filling her luscious, clutching hole.

I could tell Ella was feeling my seed as it poured into her. It seemed to wash away the aches and pain I'd inflicted on her. My long, slippery, thick goad was an oiled piston ploughing through her, ramming into her tender flesh, lubricating the inner walls of her pleasure hole until the same feeling I'd enjoyed overtook her, ripping through her groin, her belly, and all of her body.

"God Almighty!" she expounded. "Oh you motherfucking son of a bitch, but that was good. I've had little orgasms before, but nothing compared to what you did to me now. Hell! Now I know what climaxing is all about. All that whipping you gave me is what did it."

We relaxed for a little while. I refilled her rye and soda, and she asked, "Do I qualify?"

"You're good," I admitted. "So good you've whetted my appetite for more," I told her, looking up and down her trim shape.

She was sitting naked on the bed with her legs drawn up under her tight ass. Her breasts, legs, and buttocks still had the welts from the beating I'd given her, and I even saw a scratch I'd inflicted while at the height of passion. I could barely see the tiny brown hairs of her box, but looking at the way they glistened in the fading sunlight made me hungry, and I licked my lips. The way the light bounced off her flesh made the blood boil inside me, and I could feel my cock coming to life again.

She looked at my enlarging prong and laughed. She laughed so hard she spilled some of her drink. It splashed all over her hard, round boobs, splashing on her nipples. I leaned forward and licked the liquor off, noticing the way her pinkish-red areolae began to throb as blood filled their tips. Then we kissed and I felt Ella's tickling tongue swirl through my mouth. Her fingers rested lightly on my swelling dong, then moved almost automatically over the skin, sliding over the thick shank, rubbing the corona, and caressing the purpling glans. Her thumb touched the lubricating tip, and I sighed and began to embrace her.